Hidden Dhampir: Rise Of The Supernatural Queen

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up the party either. It felt like a silent agreement between us to steer clear of Alaric, especially after the council leader hinted at something ominous regarding him. I couldn't s

tbook from the table, and Elena and I quickly found seats by the window. Mr. Lovato scanned the room and directed his question at Alaric, who seemed completely unfazed. When Alaric didn't respond, one of his fo

ecules move through a semipermeable membrane from an are

ive it a shot next?" Mr. Lovato said, his gaze shiftin

first day in your class," whi

emy had focused solely on blood-related topics-like managing fangs, resisting the urge to

ame, Miss...?"

lied, still feel

you know about osmos

mo..." I started, but before I

ards a solution that has a higher concentration of solute. This process aims to balance the concentration

test." A collective groan filled the room as Mr. Lovato tapped a ruler on the desk to regain our attention. "It'll take place i

ered by the window; she was the only person I felt a connection with. Despite that, she had never visited my home, and I had never opened up about my

e as he encouraged the students to interact. "What are you kids up to? Go ahe

ato," she said, glancing at her compact mirror and pouting her lips. It was a bit unusual for someone to bring a mirror to

cheerfully. When Elena inquired how he planned to resolve the issue, he began counting the remaining

look from Elena. "You can't be the captain; all you do is look at you

la shot back, grabbin

se, Elena concede

eplied, satisfied

ther cellophane or goat bladder." As he moved through the classroom, he distributed questions to each group, and when he finally reached ours, we learned that our task was to

Alaric seemed to observe me closely whenever I was in the company of Elena. One afternoon, as I opened my locker, he unexpectedly appeared

hint of nervousness

his assistance during Mr. Lovato's class. The attention of my peers, incl

invitation, and I hesitantly ask

h... We...Well, my friend has a ticket for this Friday, but he can't make it," he s

t want to hang out with Alaric Vale? But the reality of my situation hit me hard. As a Dhampir, I was strictly wa

not there." His gaze was intense, and I felt a rush of emotions I couldn't quite process. He was right. I do feel something whenev

e me, introducing herself with

eyes. "Hey, I know who you are," he said, giving me one last look be

I said, still feel

gh. "Oh my gosh, ca

ed, genuinely confused as

p a conversation with you, and

asking about Abraham Lincoln," I explained w

Seriously?" She

id, stiflin

n in history c

really happene

we strolled down the hallway. "He better

u see, there are two types of girls in this world. Some, like you, are all about those high school relationships, while others, like me, are

interest, you can't just turn him

s my choice, and honestly,

How dare you?" We both burst into